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It sounds like Nyge Bring out the dots, get back to basics, if I get stopped, it's back to basic Bad B lost out my waps and laces, ting set good, no, she can't be basic Feds ask questions, I get evasive, that's "no comment" up in the station Gang can't sleep on the violation, swear, I'ma spend all my savings Switch off my iPhone, back to basics, no, we ain't watching faces Violate us, man are catching cases, I was on the high road, armed and dangerous Stepping in some Run Away trainers, no introduction needed Peng ting already know what my name is, and this year, it's only money I'm chasing Don't make me spend all my savings, do it for the cause Go play the field, gang fluent with the ball, life is tough when you ain't with the law Seven jails, no, you ain't been on tour You ain't ever been on license, feds still tryna put the broom through your door Yo, go there, do it with the Rambo, do it with a 4s Should just come back and do it in a wave or do it with a storm I just stepped with this 9 and shine and I ain't even do it with my toes I can bruck this grub into pebbles or do it on the low They think I do ooh-ooh Do it with the gang dem, do it on our own Didn't they know it's the usual, now me and Skep' in the studio Wrist all numb from the cuffs, so I just bust out my Cuban Lord knows life was confusing, now I'm just chart No trim, they don't care if my head back rough, same way all of them gyally on us SongtexteBring out the dots, get back to basics, if I get stopped, it's back to basic Bad B lost out my waps and laces, ting set good, no, she can't be basic Feds ask questions, I get evasive, that's "no comment" up in the station Gang can't sleep on the violation, swear, I'ma spend all my savings Switch off my iPhone, back to basics, no, we ain't watching faces Violate us, man are catching cases, I was on the high road, armed and dangerous Stepping in some Run Away trainers, no introduction needed Peng ting already know what my name is, and this year, it's only money I'm chasing True stories, I ain't gotta lie on my raps I was beside the feds with a 9 on my lap Gotta look straight forward, try to relax If I get pulled this time, it's a wrap And I still get flashbacks of the cold nights in the trap And man slept on the floor, no heater Tottenham boy, I put the T in Tanita On a first name basis with the shopkeeper And he already know what I came for, cling film and a Ribena Big smoke on the feature, come a long way from draws in a pouch Thirteen scores in my mouth from the same line, tryna get all of it out Fast forward, now I turned starboy, man I don't stand on corners Two left feet when your diamond's dancing, why your shine look so awkward? It's One on the chorus with a bit of Skepta, that's what they gyal dem ordered And you better lock up your wife and daughters 'cause all my guys are ballers Bring out the dots, get back to basics, if I get stopped, it's back to basic Bad B lost out my waps and laces, ting set good, no, she can't be basic Feds ask questions, I get evasive, that's "no comment" up in the station Gang can't sleep on the violation, swear, I'ma spend all my savings Switch off my iPhone, back to basics, no, we ain't watching faces Violate us, man are catching cases, I was on the high road, armed and dangerous Stepping in some Run Away trainers, no introduction needed Peng ting already know what my name is, and this year, it's only money I'm chasing Aus Songtexte Mania